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As seth watched the police cars go speeding by a huge smile spread across his face, more and more the old shy manner of the real self was fading and the new frightning Seth was becoming more apparent.

Suddenly he ran at the wall of the cafe and jumped, his hands forming small hooks to grip the rough wall surface. Ignoring the gasps of the people below he jumped the the next building and scrambled up it running alont the roof tops he saw the police cruisers below, he ran to the edge and jumped, down down he fell laughing manicly as he went he would have missed the police cruisers but he stretched his skin under his arms to form a wing like apperance, he glided down and landed on the front most police car, causing it to skid out of control and run in front of the other ones.

one car went speeding by after the fleeing teenagers but all the other ones skidded to a halt Seth rolled off the hood of the car and stood up grinning as the police approached him.

"Alright put your hands up!" one barked. Seth merely smiled and ran into an ally, the sound of gunfire following him as he ran.

Not being paranoid doesn't mean someone isn't trying to kill you... or does it?

Thomas met Seth at the back of the alley. The police were coming from the other side. Seth was trapped. Thomas grinned and sprayed gas from his hands, making it nearly impossible for Seth to brethe without getting poisined

"Many Bothan spies died to deliver data regarding the second Death Star to the Alliance, just before the Battle of Endor. " Star Wars databank, starwars.com.

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Seth looked up "you again"? was all he said. He ran straight towards Thomas with an evil grin on his face "GET OUT OF MY WAY" he shouted. His Right hand twisted and formed a solid point he jumped forward and aimed for Thomas's heart, just then a bullet hit him in the arm, it wriggled around like a dying snake, Seth gasped in pain, that was his undoing. As he breathed in the toxic gas began to take effect, everything was going black. Seth fell to his knees staring up at Thomas with eyes full of malice, but still he was laughing manicly. Struggling he pointed a quivering finger at his attacker "I... I'll get you!" he stammered then he slumped over unconsious on the dirty ally street.

Seth began to regain conciousness, his head was still pounding and he could barely see, he looked around and to his surprise realized he was lying on the street of some ally. He felt weak, to weak to move, suddenly he heard gunshots "what the heck is going on?"

Not being paranoid doesn't mean someone isn't trying to kill you... or does it?

Thomas helped the real Seth up. "You better be careful when you get angry, my friend." he said. "Needed to stop you from wreaking havoc." Thomas looked up at the others and grinned. "Kill me for all I care."

"Many Bothan spies died to deliver data regarding the second Death Star to the Alliance, just before the Battle of Endor. " Star Wars databank, starwars.com.

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"T..Thanks" a confused Seth managed to say.

He looked shakily around, he was standing in a dirty ally next to the person who had helped him up, he vaugly took in the people running toward him, the crashed police cars and the writhing police officers on the ground, he suddenly realized his arm was bleeding, it felt weird because he didnt feel any pain, his head was still pounding though. There was also a talking gun on the ground.

"Look im sorry" he managed to say "but I have absolutly no idea what your talking about..."

Not being paranoid doesn't mean someone isn't trying to kill you... or does it?

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"Wha? What happened at the cafe?" Seth asked, Seth wondered as the police cars sped into view. He watched as Thomas Jumped onto the hood of a police car and suddenly felt a sudden feeling of hostility.... a voice was screeching in his ear "Kill him! get him while he is distracted" But he didnt, he saw more cars approach and police run out, drawing guns.

Seth saw the guns aim for Thomas but they never fired, they flew out of the officers hands and flew to Seths feet, but the effect had drained him.

Seth was staring at the ground panting, suddenly he felt a new surge of energy and almost without thinking he charged the startled police his left hand writhing like a snake, then forming into a single sharp blade.

Not being paranoid doesn't mean someone isn't trying to kill you... or does it?